Resurrection Joy

Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith; who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God. Hebrews 12:2

Good morning, dearest reader! This weekend we celebrate a glorious event. The resurrection of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ! To celebrate, I want to give one of my commenters a Kindle ebook, Women of Easter, by Liz Curtis Higgs. All you have to do is tell me what you plan to do to celebrate.

I will announce the winner Thursday, April 13, at 12:00 eastern.

Thanks to all those participating in the giveaway. With the help of Random.org, we have a winner…Melissa Henderson!

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Unexplainable Joy

Yet, I will rejoice in the Lord, I will joy in the God of my salvation. Habakkuk 3:18

Good morning!

Have you ever experienced a season of unexplainable joy? You know, those times in your life when it looks as if you have no reason to be joyful. The past ten weeks has been that kind of season for me.

It all began the last Sunday in January when water seeped from the humidifier onto my tile. In less time than it takes to blink, I was on the floor. My foot throbbed from crashing into the riser. Hubby picked me up and sat me on the couch. Then I laughed until I was crying. I didn’t know where it was coming from, but my daughter began laughing with me. When I finally stopped laughing, I tried to stand.

Yes, I thought to walk it off.

But, I couldn’t put my foot on the floor. It felt like my entire leg was being drawn forward and upward with an invisible rope.  Furthermore, my daughter thought my third toe looked odd.

Well, yeah!

So the next morning, we were off to see the doctor. And this is where it gets interesting. While waiting for the results of the X-rays, the words of a song about praising the Lord in the storm drifted through my mind. And my reply was, “This isn’t a storm. Now, 2010…that was a storm.”

 

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The doctor told me I had indeed fractured my third toe. She prescribed an anti-inflammatory for the joint and sent me home.

After I had reached home, I exited the truck, made my way up the steps, and with the help of the crutches catapulted myself backward onto the cement walkway. Again, I landed on my backside, but this time my left arm took the weight of the fall. The bulging tendons told me it wasn’t good.

When Lindsay helped me off the ground and onto the couch, I laughed, again! What was I laughing about? I didn’t know. But, my left foot had hit the porch coming down and was no longer pulling upward. That was something. At least, now I could hobble by myself.

I discarded the useless crutches!

Storm? Yeah! I could see the storm clouds now. I could hear the thunder rolling across the skies. ButI didn’t see what was waiting on the horizon.

After a week of nothing but sitting on the couch, I opted to go outside for the afternoon with hubby and the girl while they worked on the 4-wheeler. Standing beside the trailer, I saw no danger when suddenly, the 4-wheeler decided to lurch forward. The trailer wheel caught the same leg. Same foot. Yep, that happened.

Last X-rays showed I had two fractured toes and a cracked wrist. And that was just the bones.

After each incident, when the house grew quiet, I would begin my nights with crying—half from the pain and half from the frustration of not being able to tend to my everyday needs. Ever been there, dear reader? By the end of the day, your strength is gone. You’re in a heap on the floor and He’s all you have left.

It’s a lonely place to be.

But then, the words of that song would drift through my mind, and I could focus on praising Him. Yes, I could see the upside.  I had fallen twice but hadn’t hit my head once. I’ve done the concussion thing, already. Yes, things could’ve been worse. More importantly, God loves me and has rescued me. Blessed be His Holy name. Yes, I could praise Him in this storm.

And in return I received laughter. Through this whole ordeal, there has been an unexplainable joy bubbling inside.

So I ask you, dearest reader, do we have a reason to be joyful in seasons of sorrow, pain, and loss?

 

 

 

The Mark of Love

Jesus said unto him, Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy mind. This is the first and great commandment. And the second is like unto it, Thou shalt love thy neighbour as thyself. On these two commandments hang all the law and the prophets. Matthew 22:37-40

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Love God. Love people. ~ T.D. Jakes

Our outward show of love for God and people enables the world to see what has taken place inward. Let us be ready to share the hope within us.

God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen

For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace. Isaiah 9:6

There is nothing I enjoy more than music that points to the Savior.

In the past weeks, I have enjoyed finding new artists to share with you. Each day the songs I posted were on my mind reminding me of the reason for the season. But then things changed as problems on top of problems occurred. At first, it didn’t faze my joy. But then yesterday…

Everything I touched went wrong. Have you ever had one of those days? I tried baking bread. The dough didn’t rise. I tried making divinity candy. The thermometer went haywire. The first batch of sugar and water turned to rock candy. The second batch was too syrupy. Then, I tried making pralines. That didn’t turn out right either. My daughter said she didn’t care what the candy looked like, it was still good to her! I disagreed. I like pretty candy.

Just before I fell into the “depths of despair,” Paul’s words suddenly came to mind. “We are not ignorant of his devices” (2 Corinthians 2:11). I remembered the post, Joy to the World. Moment of truth! I always have a choice whether to give in to my emotions or reach for higher ground. So, I took a deep breath and made a decision. I would not allow my circumstances or the enemy to steal my joy and peace. I stepped out of the kitchen and began thanking the Lord for everything in my life. And do you know what happened? That’s right. My joy returned, and peace flooded my soul once more.

 Therefore my heart is glad, and my glory rejoiceth: my flesh also shall rest in hope. Psalm 16:9

Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.
Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls. Matthew 11:28-29

Through the Prince of Peace, we have rest!

History

God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen was first published in 1833. Although the author is unknown, it is believed to be one of the oldest carols. It appeared in Charles Dickens’ A Christmas Carol (1843). Listen to the 1917 Edison record recording here.

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To save us all from Satan’s pow’r when we were gone astray

I confess I enjoy the 1917 Edison recording, but Keith and Kristyn Getty makes the Irish in me stand up and shout, “Yes!”

Joy to the World!

For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord. Luke 2:11

There is a joy that bubbles inside me with the mention of His name and the thought of Bethlehem. The Lord is come! Oh, the unspeakable joy! I guess that’s why I love this song.

History

With Psalm 98 in mind, Isaac Watts wrote Joy to the World and published it in 1719. Astonishingly, the hymn refers to Christ’s second coming and not His birth.

Favorite Line

Let earth receive her King

O sing unto the LORD a new song; for he hath done marvellous things: his right hand, and his holy arm, hath gotten him the victory.
The LORD hath made known his salvation: his righteousness hath he openly shewed in the sight of the heathen.
He hath remembered his mercy and his truth toward the house of Israel: all the ends of the earth have seen the salvation of our God.
Make a joyful noise unto the LORD, all the earth: make a loud noise, and rejoice, and sing praise.
Sing unto the LORD with the harp; with the harp, and the voice of a psalm.
With trumpets and sound of cornet make a joyful noise before the LORD, the King.
Let the sea roar, and the fulness thereof; the world, and they that dwell therein.
Let the floods clap their hands: let the hills be joyful together
Before the LORD; for he cometh to judge the earth: with righteousness shall he judge the world, and the people with equity. Psalm 98